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Semester 2 is over and I'm doing my best to relax and enjoy it, while catching up on all things neglected. My back is pretty much back to my normal, so I have resumed dog walking. I was so happy to see one of my favourites was adopted and gone to her new home. There are so many dogs and cats available. If you're looking please check out your local Humane Societies & rescues, because I'm sure they are all in the same boat.


Thoughts on this past semester. Hopefully this won't come back to bite me in the future. This was a tough semester for me because it included a lot more coding, then the first semester. Something that is new to me. HTML, PHP, CSS, a tiny bit of JAVA script. There is still so much to learn and it is daunting at times. But I have no choice but to move forward and just do the work. That has been a mantra of mine these last 2 semesters. There was/is no time to moan about how I don't understand something, I just had to keep going. My final projects, well 3 of them were not to my liking at all. I had these perfect projects in my mind and they did not turn out the way that I had planned, at all. They more then fell apart at the end. So yeah, for myself I need to redo them. I still wake up thinking about them and what I could have/should have done. That is beyond irritating and it's stressing me out. I'm also still waiting on the last 2 grades out of 6. I should know by the end of the day.  Not helping with the relaxing that is supposed to be occurring.


August 3rd-9th, Weekly Bee Count: 3: bumble bees; 1: honey bees

August 10th- 16th, Weekly Bee Count: 3: bumble bees; 0: honey bees

Weekly Bee Count: 33: bumble bees; 3: honey bees; 3: unknown bee species (The weather has warmed up this week, along with the late blooming flowers coming to life.)

last years bee

I'm off to walk some friends (hoping that the rain holds off until I get back home), do some reading and who knows what else. Enjoy your weekend!

Till next time,


Most of the time I don't think or stress about aging. It will happen, no matter how I feel. For the most part, getting older is great, or at least I'm neutral about the whole process. But sometimes, I don't like to see it in action. The gray hairs creeping up. The crackly joints, getting louder. My nails are changing, ridges appearing where they used to be smooth. Not impressed, at all.

across the river

The biggest change in the aging process that I've noticed is healing. Whether it's a cut or a minor scrape. In the past (meaning 2 years ago) in as little as 3 days to a week, my skin was healed. Now even  minor scrapes can take a 4 to 6 weeks for the scab (sorry if you're grossed out by the term) to fall off. Then the skin still isn't really healed. I've always heard that once our bodies stop growing, they start dying. I don't know how scientifically true that is, but it kind of makes sense. Unless you take in to count the cell regeneration process. Anyway, I guess it's more of a reality check to not take life for granted. Enjoy everything that I can, because I won't have the opportunity forever. Even though I fully intend to live to 92. Plus, think about what you can accomplish a lot in 92 years. Wouldn't it be nice if we had control over that?

tree tops

One of the shelter dogs that I walk is 8 years old, showing one of the classic signs of canine aging. She is grey around the muzzle, and on the tops of her feet, greatly highlighted by her black coat. But that is it. You can't tell her that she is getting older. She is slim, and muscular. Her energy and strength are that of a 2 year old. She would be able to outrun, and walk longer than any puppy (or human) that she encounters. I swear every time I mention her energy level for her age,  she just looks at me like, "and... I'm alive, let's go!". Walking these dogs have certainly reminded me how important it is to stay active and healthy for anything that comes my way.

grey feet
See the grey on her feet.

I'm starting a bee count for the remainder of the warm season.

Weekly Bee Count: 4 bumble bees; 0 honey bees

Till next time,